Ye Fan and An Qier walked through two streets in a civilian area. Occasionally, some people on the road would glance at Ye Fan, but no one came to ask.
Because the image of the Sword God has actually been seen by many people, so many people have undergone plastic surgery to look like the Sword God.
Because Ye Fan had restrained all his aura and pressure, he looked too "ordinary", so no one believed that he was the sword god.
"arrive!"
Angel pointed to a wooden sign in front.
"Lanting?"
It looks like a leisure teahouse.
Ye Fan felt it and said with a smile, "Is it really her?"
When you enter the teahouse, you see the walls covered with various calligraphy works.
A group of children were following a female gentleman and writing various calligraphy.
Shu Lanting looked up at Ye Fan, nodded, and continued to concentrate on instructing the child to write calligraphy.
¡°Here are some children from the common people. Because they are deaf and aphasic, they cannot even go to normal schools.¡±
"Lanting first worked as a calligraphy teacher in our school, and later opened a teahouse here."
¡°While teaching them writing, I also teach them tea art. Many teachers in our school also like to come here.¡±
Ye Fan never expected that Shu Lanting would choose such a life.
Although the current Shulanting can no longer be said to have a strong fighting capacity, it is still not as strong as the previous one, but still more than the inferior one.
She is highly talented and has unique magical skills. She definitely has a place in the Human Alliance.
However, she would rather remain unknown in such a small teahouse, being a teacher and tea maker.
Ye Fan sighed, doing what you want to do is the ideal life.
Angel was obviously very familiar with this place. She went to make two cups of tea and handed one to Ye Fan.
"Teacher An Qier, have you finished your class today?"
There were two female colleagues from school who said hello when they came over.
"Yes, you are here too," Angel smiled.
"Isn't this Teacher Angel's boyfriend?" A female teacher joked with a smile.
Angel shook her head hurriedly, "No, it's just a friend. He has been married for a long time."
"Haha, we were joking, I think your friend looks like a sword god," another female teacher said.
Ye Fan smiled, "Many people say that."
"Right? Your wife must be very proud. Her husband looks like a sword god. It would be a great honor to take him out."
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, "That's not necessarily the case. I'm probably worried that other women will compete with her for their husbands."
"Giggle" The two female teachers laughed from ear to ear.
"Teacher An Qier, your friend is very interesting."
An Qier was helpless and rolled her eyes at Ye Fan.
After chatting for a while, after the two teachers left, Shu Lanting also came over after finishing his work.
"came back?"
Shu Lanting wrote three words as a greeting.
Ye Fan smiled and nodded, "How have you been lately? Are you satisfied with this kind of life?"
¡°I like it,¡± Shu Lanting wrote.
¡°I really envy you that you can live the life you like,¡± Ye Fan said with a smile.
Shu Lanting blinked and wrote: "Thank you. Without you, none of this would be possible."
Shu Lanting turned around and looked at the disadvantaged children who were writing.
"They all admire you. You give the common people hope."
Ye Fan was stunned and suddenly saw that several children had "Hell Sword Bearer" ornaments hanging around their necks.
Angel¡¯s eyes were smiling like crescent moons, and she seemed to be happy for Ye Fan.
"Who would have thought that a former killer would become a god in the hearts of countless people?"
"Ye Fan, you see, I'm right, right? I said it back then, you are a good person."
Ye Fan had mixed emotions, and the scene he had just experienced, Shellyni and Ilaris, flashed before his eyes
"maybe¡¡"
Ye Fan remembered something, took out an exquisite and ancient writing brush, and handed it to Shu Lanting.
"This is for you. It's from an old man who, like you, only writes but doesn't speak. He asked me to hand it over to you."
Shu Lanting¡¯s eyes lit up with joy, and he obviously immediately saw the extraordinary value of this deal.
"Really give it to me? It's very valuable!" Shu Lanting couldn't believe it.
"Take it, with your heart, let calligraphy be passed down properly", Ye Fan said.
Shu Lanting then took it and nodded seriously, appreciating it as if he had found a treasure.
Ye Fan was about to ask why Shulanting didn't ask who this old man was.
But if you think about it carefully, maybe for Cang Sheng and Shu Lanting, it doesn't matter what they are called. The pen explains everything.
After drinking tea for a while, Angel went back to the monastery to pray.
Before leaving, Shu Lanting wrote: "If necessary, I can do my part."
Obviously, Shulanting also knows that it is not completely peaceful now.
¡°Don¡¯t worry, I won¡¯t be polite to you,¡± Ye Fan said with a smile.
Shu Lanting didn¡¯t say much and went back to continue teaching.
Send Angel back to the monastery, watch Angel put on pious clothes, take "Little Belial" with him, and start praying.
Ye Fan sat in the empty church, looking at the high platform without any statues of gods, thoughtfully.
When it got dark, Angel stood up and sat next to Ye Fan.
"Fallen, are you worried about something?" Angel asked.
Ye Fan was silent for a long time and asked: "Angel, during my trip I saw many, many mythical figures from the past, many immortals, and even gods"
"In terms of realm, I am already a true god, that is to say, I am already a god in the true sense."
Angel smiled and said: "A veritable sword god? How come you are not happy about becoming a true god?"
Ye Fan sighed: "I found that the more I know, the less I know whether many things are right or wrong."
"It would be great if there was a god in my heart who could tell me that what I did was right and that you have done the best."
"ButI am a god myself. No one can tell me what is correct. In other words, I am not sure"
Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "Angel, there isn't any god on it, so which god do you believe in now?"
Angel's eyes flashed, and she suddenly stretched out a white hand and placed it on Ye Fan's heart.
"it's here¡¡"
"What?" Ye Fan was stunned.
"Fallen, the only god in my heart is the conscience in my heart."
¡°The goodness in everyone¡¯s heart is the only God. If God really exists, then it is in everyone¡¯s heart.¡±
"If you feel pain and feel uneasy about what you have done, that means God is with you."
Angel smiled and said: "So, I am very happy that you are a true god with kind thoughts. I am proud of you."
Ye Fan looked at the girl blankly, his eyes were a little hot, and he took a deep breath.
Looking at the bright blue eyes, Ye Fan felt as if a beam of light shone in his heart, suddenly opening up.
"It's really great that you can come back to me" Ye Fan couldn't help but murmured.
Unconsciously, Ye Fan hugged Angel.
Angel¡¯s body froze for a moment, and then she patted the man¡¯s back gently.
After a while, Ye Fan realized something and quickly let go of the girl.
"I'm sorry, II just"
"It's okay, I understand." Angel asked with a smile: "Do you want to have a meal? The meals in our monastery are relatively simple."
Ye Fan remembered that Feng Qinglan was still waiting, so he stood up and said, "Next time, I have something else to do."
"Then take care of yourself," Angel said softly.
Ye Fan nodded, walked out of the monastery, and transferred back to the training ground outside Yuncheng.
Arriving at the gravity training ground, Feng Qinglan was already dripping with sweat from practicing.
Practicing kung fu closely makes a woman look unique.
Seeing Ye Fan coming, she turned off the gravity field.
"You're finally back. I've thought about it clearly. I really want to join the dragon ugh!"
Before Feng Qinglan could say a few words, Ye Fan had already hugged the woman and kissed her. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com